Chapter 94

Huang Zhonggong gave a bitter laugh, glanced at Heibai Zi's corpse, and thought, although this man was killed by Ren Woxing, it was Yue Fangxing who threw him to his subordinates, and it was also Linghuchong who absorbed his inner strength. How could it be said that they had no grievances? However, looking at the domineering and tyrannical Ren Woxing and Xiang Wentian, and then at the four elders of the demonic sect with their flickering gazes, he knew that no matter which side he chose, he would not come out well. He could only nod, agreeing to temporarily ally with Yue Fangxing.

Seeing Yue Fangxing reach an agreement with one of the parties in just a few words, making himself the largest group present, Ren Woxing's eyes flashed with a fierce light. Suddenly, he struck out at Yue Fangxing with a palm. He had just been exposed by Yue Fangxing and had indirectly exchanged a move with Heibai Zi, so he did not underestimate him. From the start, he used his full strength.

This move was extremely swift, and the onlookers all gasped in shock. Linghuchong, knowing Ren Woxing's strength, was worried that his junior brother would not be able to resist and wanted to intervene, but it was too late.

Yue Fangxing had been prepared. He flicked his Zhanjie Sword and met the attack head-on. This sword move was extremely swift and fierce, with a resolute intent, precisely the strongest offensive technique in Yue Fangxing's sword art, the Zhanjian Jue.

Even though Ren Woxing had anticipated his martial arts, he was still taken aback by such a fierce move. He struck with his bare hands, not daring to meet the sword's edge head-on. His palm slightly sank, avoiding the sword tip, then flipped upward to strike the back of Yue Fangxing's sword. In a hurry, he changed his move to regain the initiative.

Yue Fangxing, of course, would not let him have his way. He slightly tilted his sword and aimed at Ren Woxing's palm. Although his sword was not very sharp, the edge was well-formed, and with the support of the Zhanjian Jue, it was more than enough to sever Ren Woxing's palm.

Ren Woxing had no choice but to move his palm aside to avoid it. With this move, his palm's momentum was exhausted, and he had to retreat slightly. In the blink of an eye, he pounced again, engaging Yue Fangxing in combat.

Both of their moves were extremely fast and intricate, and in the blink of an eye, they had exchanged several moves without any contact. The techniques they used seemed simple, but they generated countless changes mid-move, extremely subtle and profound.

The onlookers were all amazed that Yue Fangxing, a young man in his early twenties, could stand up to Ren Woxing. They naturally saw that Yue Fangxing had the advantage of his weapon, but the fact that he could hold his own against Ren Woxing would certainly make him famous in the martial world. Linghuchong, seeing his junior brother's martial arts improve greatly, was also pleased. He looked at Xiang Wentian, who was holding his sword, and no longer thought about joining the fight.

Seeing that he could not defeat a junior, Ren Woxing was secretly angry and extremely shocked: "I have been in seclusion for over a decade, and I didn't know that martial arts in the world had progressed so quickly! First, I couldn't defeat Linghuchong with my sword technique, and now I can't defeat this young man. How can I maintain my reputation and regain control of the divine sect?"

In his anger, Ren Woxing's palm movements became even more fierce, his palms like sharp blades, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.

Since mastering the Zhanjian Jue in the mountain flood, Yue Fangxing was using it in combat for the first time against such a high-level opponent. Under the pressure, he brought out all its subtleties and even gained new insights that he had not realized during practice. After more than twenty moves, Yue Fangxing became more adept, his sword techniques becoming even more intricate and fierce.

Seeing this, Xiang Wentian found an opportunity and threw his long sword over, saying, "Master, don't let him take advantage of his weapon!"

Ren Woxing caught the sword, and his momentum immediately increased. He struck with a simple yet powerful move, infused with thick true qi, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

After dozens of moves, Yue Fangxing became even more confident and did not retreat. He held his sword and met the attack head-on. With a few thuds, their swords clashed, and they exchanged several more moves, still evenly matched.

Both secretly admired each other. Ren Woxing was surprised that Yue Fangxing, at such a young age, had strength almost comparable to Xiang Wentian, no wonder he could fight him with such superior sword techniques. Yue Fangxing, on the other hand, marveled at Ren Woxing's deep inner strength, which seemed to surpass his father's. In his life, he had only seen Feng Qingyang who might be able to surpass this person. If it weren't for the fierce Zhanjian Jue and the advantage of his weapon, he might have already been defeated.

Surprised, Ren Woxing no longer treated Yue Fangxing as a junior but as an equal. He focused all his attention and used his full strength.

After a few more moves, Ren Woxing's sword technique became clumsy and heavy. Yue Fangxing was forced to clash with his long sword several times, each time feeling a suction force that drew away some of his true qi, which made him very nervous. Since he dared to fight Ren Woxing, he was extremely cautious about the world-renowned Xingxi Dafa, always stabilizing his true qi and maintaining his inner strength. Even so, he was still being drawn in, which was truly alarming.

Realizing Ren Woxing's intention, Yue Fangxing immediately used another method he had thought of, accelerating the circulation of his true qi, touching and then retreating, with the subsequent true qi quickly following, like a continuously rotating sphere, embodying the essence of the Hunyuan Gong. This way, Ren Woxing found it difficult to stick and absorb a large amount of true qi.

However, Yue Fangxing's Hunyuan Gong was not yet perfect, and there were still gaps in its circulation. Each time he clashed with Ren Woxing's long sword, a small amount of true qi was still drawn away. Of course, this small amount of true qi was negligible to Yue Fangxing, but it accelerated his true qi consumption.

Realizing this, Yue Fangxing became even more confident, and his sword techniques became even more fierce. Ren Woxing used several moves but could not gain the upper hand.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of breaking, and it was Bao Dachu and the other four people taking advantage of the intense battle to break the window and escape. Ren Woxing's reputation was too great, and Xiang Wentian was no ordinary opponent. Huang Zhonggong and the three others had formed an alliance with the two from Huashan, making them the weakest side. Therefore, they took the opportunity to escape during the fight.

Ren Woxing noticed the commotion and remembered that these four were his main targets. Seeing that the Xingxi Dafa was not very effective against Yue Fangxing and that he could not defeat him quickly, he coldly snorted, jumped out of the battle, and chased after them with Xiang Wentian.

Yue Fangxing, after dozens of moves with Ren Woxing, not only had some of his true qi drawn away but also consumed a lot of energy. He had no confidence in defeating Ren Woxing and might even be defeated if he was not careful, so he did not chase after them. Linghuchong, lost in thought, did not move either.

For a moment, everyone left, leaving only Yue Fangxing, Linghuchong, and the three from Meizhuang in the courtyard.

Yue Fangxing sheathed his sword, slightly calmed his true qi, and looked at the three from Meizhuang, saying, "Lord Huang, Heibai Zi forced my senior brother to reveal the Xingxi Dafa, but he accidentally absorbed his inner strength. I am truly sorry!"

After this incident, the five of them had a sense of camaraderie. Huang Zhonggong and the three others could even say that Yue Fangxing had protected them. Hearing this, Huang Zhonggong sighed and said, "I knew my second brother had this intention, but I didn't expect him to actually seek the Xingxi Dafa. When we four guarded this person, we had already taken a solemn vow. Now that my second brother has met this fate, it is truly retribution... sigh!" Although he said this, he could not help but sigh, as the four of them had been friends for over a decade, and how could they not have feelings?

Linghuchong, seeing this, felt guilty and bowed to Heibai Zi's corpse. After all, the loss of his martial arts could be attributed to him, even though it was not intentional, he could not deny it.

Yue Fangxing moved on from this and said, "Now that Ren Woxing has reappeared, what are the three of you planning to do?" The purpose of these people being here was to guard Ren Woxing, and now that he had reappeared, there was no need for them to stay. Yue Fangxing naturally had some ideas.

Hearing this, Huang Zhonggong and the others all had worried expressions. Now that the demonic sect was in internal conflict, although their martial arts were good, they were insignificant in the conflict. They would have to join one side. However, they had been in seclusion for over a decade, not wanting to get involved in these disputes. How could they be willing to step into them again? But the demonic sect was vast and had eyes and ears everywhere. How could they avoid it?